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... ng, half-limping as he jerked his trousers up with one hand.
The other clutched his phone, and he muttered curses under his breath as he nearly tripped over his untied shoe.
"Gotta look decent," he grumbled, pausing just long enough to straighten his belt. His shirt was wrinkled, but at least it was clean.
His black hair, still damp from the shower, was combed back for the first time in weeks. The reflection in the mirror earlier had been better than usual, but it was sti ...
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